An all time low…

 I’m coming to realise part of my hatred for Peppa Pig may be due to jealousy.

Yes, really.

Yesterday, in 30 minutes of episodes alone she:

  1. Went to the theatre
  2. Went to Italy on holiday 
  3. Saw her friends and ate biscuits and juice.
  4. Went to a museum.

That’s not just out. That’s OUT out…and she doesn’t even say thank you to Mummy or Daddy pig. Rude.

In my equivalent 30 minutes I:

  1. Changed a sh*tty nappy.
  2. Found a missing sock that had been missing for some time (height of excitement being able to reunite that with its sock sibling again…)
  3. Emptied the dishwasher.
  4. Loaded the dishwasher.
  5. Cleaned a smashed up Fondant Fancy off the tv cabinet and a Thomas the Tank engine train (yes, the toddler has been at it again!)
  6. Emptied the bins.

So, as you can see, i would say that in a game of “whose had the most mundane and tedious day” top trumps, I’d probably win.

#whathasbecomeofme

#pigout

#pigoutout